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Chapter 1
When your father was a famous, renowned worldwide scientist and inventor, it gave you a lot of advantages, most notably having new, highly advanced technology at your disposal. A teenager named Dib had such advantage right now. He had the house to himself. His sister Gaz, a handheld console addict and hardcore gamer, had gone to a gaming convention for the weekend, and his father, Professor Membrane, was rarely home, so he could use his equipment as much as he pleased and not get scolded for it.
He was currently working on a device that would de-age any organic substance. It would be useful in the restoration of old, stale and over ripened food. Perhaps his dad would use it to make his Super Toast last even longer and solve world hunger. He would praise him for such an invention. Yeah, that would be nice. Those were Dib’s thoughts while he worked. It was a small machine, no bigger than a cellphone, so it would fit comfortably in the palm of the hand. It would work by sending energy waves toward the substance you wanted to de-age. That is, if he managed to get it working correctly. He didn’t know what was wrong, he had tested it after he had finished building it, and it worked fine. For a couple of seconds at least. After that, it wouldn’t turn back on.
So he was right back to where he started, tinkering with it and making adjustments. He gave a small cheer after the device turned on successfully the second try. He wasn’t prepared for what came next. The little machine suddenly started to give off smoke and small sparks, until it eventually exploded. It flashed out a giant energy wave that covered Dib’s entire room, lighting it up in blue. The destroyed device crashed to the floor and the only noise heard in the silent house was a pitiful whimper.
When your father was a famous, renowned worldwide scientist and inventor, it gave you a lot of advantages, most notably having new, highly advanced technology at your disposal. A teenager named Dib had such advantage right now. He had the house to himself. His sister Gaz, a handheld console addict and hardcore gamer, had gone to a gaming convention for the weekend, and his father, Professor Membrane, was rarely home, so he could use his equipment as much as he pleased and not get scolded for it.
He was currently working on a device that would de-age any organic substance. It would be useful in the restoration of old, stale and over ripened food. Perhaps his dad would use it to make his Super Toast last even longer and solve world hunger. He would praise him for such an invention. Yeah, that would be nice. Those were Dib’s thoughts while he worked. It was a small machine, no bigger than a cellphone, so it would fit comfortably in the palm of the hand. It would work by sending energy waves toward the substance you wanted to de-age. That is, if he managed to get it working correctly. He didn’t know what was wrong, he had tested it after he had finished building it, and it worked fine. For a couple of seconds at least. After that, it wouldn’t turn back on.
So he was right back to where he started, tinkering with it and making adjustments. He gave a small cheer after the device turned on successfully the second try. He wasn’t prepared for what came next. The little machine suddenly started to give off smoke and small sparks, until it eventually exploded. It flashed out a giant energy wave that covered Dib’s entire room, lighting it up in blue. The destroyed device crashed to the floor and the only noise heard in the silent house was a pitiful whimper.
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Remember Me Chapter 35
Disclaimer: I do not own Transformers
Hasbro owns Transformers
Chapter 35 The Open Window
The next morning we took flight and headed for our next group of co-ordinates. Our next quadrant was very familiar. It was the town we hid ourselves from the humans. Jessica's home. The once bustling town was all but ash and charred wood. They were all but a reminder of what Cybertron was when seekers bombed cities and set them ablaze.
Nearby cities were in the same state. And energon scanners only picked of traces of Decepticon blood. We stayed quiet knowing very well what we were all thinking.
We were nearing another city. And that's when the s
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The Transporter- Chapter 2- 05.27.25
May 27, 1925.
"Detective Wagner, what brings you in here so late?" My boss, Mr. Kinney, demanded of me as I rushed into the office. Galloping as quick as I could down the streets in order to get here on time was one way to get me all red and sweaty, it was definitely another when three sets of piercing eyes were burning into you as you appear as a complete mess before them.
"My apologies sir. My alarm clock was a bit dysfunctional this morning." I replied to the man as I took a seat next to the gentleman on my left.
"Well then, I shall not see anymore of this type of behavior for now on, this is your first week here after all." He explaine
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Bathe or Breathe -28-
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[Her shoes had to be near the fireplace. She spotted them, and slipped them on bare. She heard rustling and padding in the other room. Rod was likely getting on with his morning as the Madame. Name creaked the damned heavy door, looked at the ornate office one last time, and closed it. She walked the path to the elevator.”]
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song: Dorothy “Missile”
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At the room, the regret hit hard.
[Name] scratched her scalp, in the shower…it hurt quite a bit. Instead of scalping oneself it’s better to focus on cleaning the hair.
What an idiotic move. Best way to leave a place is not leave a
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Well, this is the second fanfic I've uploaded here, I started writing it a month ago. I had thought about this story years ago, but I had never really worked on it until I saw this picture by EmyBunnyPoison ---> www.deviantart.com/art/Found-S… Thank you for reminding me of it 
It had been on the back burner for too long.
This chapter is way too short, I know
The second one is longer (actually I'm starting to think that I might have to split it into two parts), this chapter is only a brief introduction so that you guys may understand what's going on 
Still, don't hesitate to ask if you have a question. They are all in Hi-Skool, in junior year to be more specific, so expect teenage shenanigans 
Character descriptions so that it'll be easier to visualize:
Dib, before the incident, was 5'9, his hair scythe was a little longer like in the show, and had traded his long trench coat for a lighter black leather jacket. As an infant: younger than 1 year, about 6-7 months, he doesn't know he's supposed to be a teenager, so whenever he starts crying it's just normal baby needs, it's not a teenage mind trapped in baby's body kind of thing, just throwing that out there
Zim managed to grow up to 5'0 (which coincidentally is MY height
), and since he saw that when humans grew their clothes and hair changed too, he decided to have an update. He has a more modern hairstyle, and wears a hoodie sweater and skinny jeans.
Oh, and the whole de-aging machine idea came from a quite popular show in the 80s/90s who has made an impressive comeback last year. The first person who guesses right will win a traditional drawing
That's all for now, comment, fave and leave critics to help improve my writing, they are all appreciated
Invader Zim belongs to Jhonen Vasquez and Nickelodeon/Viacom
Chapter 1: You're here!
Chapter 2 (part one): zimvader0017.deviantart.com/ar…
Chapter 2 (part two): zimvader0017.deviantart.com/ar…
It had been on the back burner for too long.This chapter is way too short, I know
The second one is longer (actually I'm starting to think that I might have to split it into two parts), this chapter is only a brief introduction so that you guys may understand what's going on Still, don't hesitate to ask if you have a question. They are all in Hi-Skool, in junior year to be more specific, so expect teenage shenanigans Character descriptions so that it'll be easier to visualize:
Dib, before the incident, was 5'9, his hair scythe was a little longer like in the show, and had traded his long trench coat for a lighter black leather jacket. As an infant: younger than 1 year, about 6-7 months, he doesn't know he's supposed to be a teenager, so whenever he starts crying it's just normal baby needs, it's not a teenage mind trapped in baby's body kind of thing, just throwing that out there
Zim managed to grow up to 5'0 (which coincidentally is MY height
), and since he saw that when humans grew their clothes and hair changed too, he decided to have an update. He has a more modern hairstyle, and wears a hoodie sweater and skinny jeans.Oh, and the whole de-aging machine idea came from a quite popular show in the 80s/90s who has made an impressive comeback last year. The first person who guesses right will win a traditional drawing
That's all for now, comment, fave and leave critics to help improve my writing, they are all appreciated
Invader Zim belongs to Jhonen Vasquez and Nickelodeon/Viacom
Chapter 1: You're here!
Chapter 2 (part one): zimvader0017.deviantart.com/ar…
Chapter 2 (part two): zimvader0017.deviantart.com/ar…
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Very cleaver Dib. very cleaver indeed -_-'